(I CAN still remember)
Now for some years we have been on our own and moss grows fat on a rolling stone,But thats not HOW IT USED TO BE..
2.live forever.Woodstock,1969
When the jester sang for the king and queen,In a coat he borrowed from James Dean, a voice that came from you and me.
And while the king was looking down... the jester stole his thorny crown.The courtroom was adjourned. No verdict was returned.And while lennon read a book of marx,The quartet practiced in the park,And we sang dirges in the dark.
...
The day the music died.
"Close my mind when i think of you..everything turns black to blue"
Starpower-Sonic Youth
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